I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 394: The Battle for the Body
Monk Haichan kowtowed to Zhang Chen respectfully, then looked at him with an apologetic smile: "Little Taoist brother, are you satisfied now? Can you let me out of the formation?"

Zhang Chen looked at the monk Haichan, his voice full of emotion: "I never thought that there would be such a shameless person in the world. He calls people ants when he is in a high position, and calls them little brothers when he asks for help."

Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Monk Haichan was furious and gnashed his teeth with hatred, but he still kept a smile on his face.

Zhang Chen felt very bored when he saw this, and said, "Little Monk Haichan, I lied to you. Since you have fallen into this formation, how can you get out? Don't worry, I will send people to burn paper for you every year in the future."

When Monk Haichan heard this, his heart skipped a beat. How could he not realize that he had been tricked by Zhang Chen?

Suddenly his eyes sparkled with anger, and without saying a word, he suddenly jumped up and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Zhang Chen, intending to detain Zhang Chen and force Zhang Chen to release his family.

Monk Haichan was very fast. He didn't give Zhang Chen any time to react. He had already grasped the acupoints of his body. A ferocious look appeared in his eyes: "Little Taoist boy, you dare to play tricks on me? Quickly open the formation and let me out, otherwise you will stay here and be buried with me today."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Chen in his arms exploded, turned into yellow sand, dispersed in the air, and slipped away in the palm of Monk Haichan.

Watching the yellow sand slipping away from his palm, Haichan Monk's heart skipped a beat and he said to himself, "Oh no!" It was too late to react. Only Zhang Chen's voice could be heard in the endless yellow sand: "Haichan Monk, today is the day you die. You can rest in peace in this yellow sand."

"Young Taoist brother, everything can be discussed. Why do we have to fight to the death? If you have any needs, just tell me and I will definitely satisfy you. Even if you want my true Buddhist teachings, I will tell you all of that." At this time, the voice of Monk Haichan was full of humility.

Although he has lived for tens of thousands of years, he doesn't want to die at all. Being alive is always better than being killed directly. As long as he can escape today, he still has a bright future, countless years to live, and countless beautiful women to accompany him. How can he bear to die?
Hearing what Monk Haichan said, Zhang Chen smiled lightly, his laughter full of mockery: "I think it would be better to make your soul fly away. Then everything you have will be mine."

"Are you really unwilling to leave me a way out? Even though your formation is powerful, my cultivation is not made of paper. You may not be able to kill me! If even a trace of my true spirit escapes, I will make sure you die without a burial place!" Monk Haichan saw the murderous intent in Zhang Chen's words, which left no way for him to survive. His pupils could not help but shrink sharply, and his voice was not as weak as before, but gradually became tougher.

"You want to escape? Haha, if you have the ability to escape, just use it. Let's see who's the winner!" Zhang Chen stopped talking and directly activated the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, intending to kill Monk Haichan inside the formation.

As Zhang Chen activated the formation, yellow sand was seen rolling inside the formation, and the overwhelming yellow sand covered the monk Haichan.

Then there was a roar from Monk Haichan, and Buddha's light circulated around his body, transforming into a thousand-foot-tall Dharma image. The Dharma image stood upright, shrouded in mysterious power, with runes and scriptures flowing on its skin. Then the giant slapped out with one palm, raising thousands of feet of yellow sand, but the space of the formation was endless. No matter how much the giant wreaked havoc between heaven and earth, it was like an ordinary person facing an endless sea of ​​sand, and could not be shaken at all.

In contrast, there is an inexplicable force in the void that constantly invades the magic power and soul of Monk Haichan. It won't be long before all his Taoist skills will turn into flowing water and fall into the mortal world, where he will become an ordinary person.

Zhang Chen looked at the monk Haichan, who seemed to have the power to move mountains and fill the sea, and his eyes were full of horror. "Is this a being above the twelfth level? If we fight head-on, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him even if we fight him head-on."

"This is just the beginning. Right now, this is only the original strength of Monk Haichan. This fellow hasn't used his magic weapon yet. His vajra was disarmed by you in advance, otherwise his ability would be ten or a hundred times stronger! You must know that the gap between a person with bare hands and a person holding a sword is as different as heaven and earth." The Great Freedom Demon stood beside Zhang Chen, his eyes full of sneers, thinking that Zhang Chen was short-sighted.

Faced with the invasion of endless yellow sand, the physique of Monk Haichan's Fa Tian Xiang Di continued to shrink, and his Taoism was constantly invaded by the yellow sand. In just thirty or so breaths, Monk Haichan's Fa Tian Xiang Di was beaten back to its original form.

At this time, Haichan monk finally panicked, his eyes full of horror, standing in the yellow sand with Buddha's light lingering around him, trying his best to resist the invasion of the yellow sand, and roared: "Changsheng, are you really going to kill me without considering our tens of thousands of years of friendship?"

His voice was full of sorrow and desolation, with a strong sense of disbelief, which made anyone who heard it cry: "If I hadn't blocked the sword for you in the past, you would have been killed by the immortal. How could you have achieved what you have today? Later, you established the Taoist lineage of Qingcheng Mountain and chose the dragon vein of Qingcheng Mountain to practice. There was a big monster entrenched in Qingcheng Mountain, and I risked my life to pull you out of the mouth of that big monster. Why do you treat me like this?" Unfortunately, no matter how Haichan monk roared in anger, the only response he got was the endless yellow sand.

"You thief Changsheng, from today on, I will never be reconciled with you. Let's sever our ties. I must extract your soul and refine your spirit!" Monk Haichan felt his magic power and soul being constantly invaded, and he knew that things were not going well. He could not delay any longer, so he simply gave up all his Taoist skills. He saw a ray of light rising into the sky from the Baihui point above his head, and it was about to break through the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and escape.

Zhang Chen sneered at this scene and said, "I have been on guard against you for a long time!"

Then Zhang Chen had a thought in his mind, and two dragons, one black and one white, blocked the way of Monk Haichan in the yellow sand. The black and white dragon twisted, and then Monk Haichan let out a scream, and turned into a ray of light falling from the void. Zhang Chen stretched out his hand to catch the light, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and saw that it was a bead the size of a bowl. The bead was like crystal, bright white, and the inside was crystal clear and pure.

"What is this? A relic?" Zhang Chen had never seen this thing before. There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and he asked in surprise.

Upon hearing this, the Great Freedom Demon said, "This is the 'fruit' of the monk Haichan. This thing is indestructible and is the foundation of the monk Haichan. If there is a chance in the future, his true spirit will be reunited in the fruit and resurrected. So if you want to kill the monk Haichan completely, you must suppress the existence of this 'fruit' so that the monk Haichan's true spirit will never have a chance to revive."

Zhang Chen held the crystal ball in his hand and asked curiously, "What on earth is this thing?"

The Great Freedom Demon pondered for a moment before saying, "If I were to talk about the existence of the fruit, you might not understand, but I'll explain it in words you can understand. For all sentient beings in the world, if they want to achieve the state of fruit, they must rely on a certain part of their body, such as their mouth, tongue, eyes, nose, ears, limbs, and spirit, and transform it to the extreme, reaching an indestructible state. Even if they are killed, as long as the fruit still exists, they can be resurrected from time and space and gather their scattered true spirits again."

"For example, the crystal left by the monk Haichan is a strange existence created by the spiritual relic cultivated with spiritual power as the foundation. But this crystal is only a symbol of the fruit, not the real fruit, and cannot represent the real fruit. This crystal is just a manifestation of external power when he has achieved the 'fruit'." The Great Freedom Demon explained.

Zhang Chen couldn't understand. This mysterious realm was too far away from him, literally a million miles away.

Zhang Chen played with the crystal, with a strange look in his eyes: "I wonder if my Devouring Skill can swallow this fruit? Can it be indestructible? Can it resist my Devouring Skill?"

Just as Zhang Chen was thinking, something happened to the monk Haichan's body. As the monk's true spirit left his body, five colored feathers floated up, and then a ball of colorful light rushed out from the five-colored feathers and sank into the monk's body. Zhang Chen saw it clearly and knew that it was the true spirit of the innate peacock preparing to take over the monk Haichan's body.

Now the true spirit of Monk Haichan was strangled by his own golden scissors, and only an empty shell remained of his body. It would be easy for Old Ancestor Peacock to occupy that body.

Zhang Chen swallowed the bead into the Bashe space and was about to turn around and leave, but who knew that a golden bowl fell from the sleeve of the monk Haichan. There were fine words written on the golden bowl, which looked very extraordinary. With the invasion of wind and sand, the scriptures on the golden bowl were corroded and disappeared. At this time, a colorful light revived in the golden bowl, and then a voice said in horror: "Nine Bends of the Yellow River Array!!! How did my true spirit fall into the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Array?"

Then the colorful light flew out, circled slightly in the yellow sand, turned around and rushed towards Zhang Chen.

He had already noticed that the body of Monk Haichan had been occupied by someone, and that the person occupying the body was someone he was very familiar with, and that person was his greatest enemy. If he entered the body to fight for control, he would probably not be the opponent of the other party, and would end up in a mess.

On the other hand, Zhang Chen, who was not far away, although his cultivation was a little weak, it was easier to take over another's body because of his weak cultivation, right?

The most important thing is that he thinks Zhang Chen is a soft persimmon, easy to seize and control. Zhang Chen's poor strength is not a problem, as long as he seizes the other party's body, it will be easy to recover his strength? Moreover, if he completes the seizure first, he can attack the innate peacock first and kill the innate peacock's body. Then, when he swallows the peacock's fortune, he will really make a fortune and take the opportunity to wipe out the enemy.

(End of this chapter)